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 So I had a lovely day today! ... Until I finished up my day's activities to learn that I'd gotten a $50 parking ticket for parking in front of a friend's house downtown. :P I didn't want to pay the $10 for three hours it would cost to park in the official parking lots on campus, and assumed that it was fine because I knew the person (and her parents!)... but no. :P The cops patrol the area frequently, apparently. 

But otherwise I had a decent day! I had to drive downtown for a meeting with Edmonton Immigration Services Association (EISA) with whom I volunteer, and a friend of mine who also volunteers for them came with me back to campus so we could go to this super-awesome peachy keen anthropology lecture on excavating vampire graves in Greece. You know, how rural folk would "desecrate" bodies of suspected vampires by doing things like driving metal stakes through the skull, chest and pelvis? Anyway, it was a fascinating lecture to attend... and also included free Hallowe'en candy! :D The room was packed.

I then took the Metro downtown to meet with Maria, the Peruvian woman who needs help improving her oral English (my EISA client). We had tea on Churchill Square at a café called the Three Bananas, and had loads of fun talking. She also gave me some chocolate as a thank-you gift. :) I left with a warm fuzzy feeling

...And then I when back to my car near campus and it all went crashing down when I saw that parking ticket under my windshield wiper. :/ Thanks, City of Edmonton! 

I mean, I realize that I was in the wrong, and I gambled, but... I'm unemployed, man! And I had been having a wonderful day until this really brought my down. :( I loved that lecture, but it wasn't worth $50, you know? And now I feel angry with EISA of all things for insisting upon a meeting every three weeks to discuss problems that I don't actually have (it's an awesome program), forcing me to drive there and then to campus when I would normally take the bus for free with my student transit pass. :P One bit of negativity begets more negativity.

Meh. I'm going to head off in 15 minutes to twitch, groan and be creepy. Maybe that will help me feel better.
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 I can't decide if today was a good day or a bad day. Let's see, what happened?

To begin with, I have an 8am class to which I have to commute from another city. That means that I get up at 6:15, to catch a bus at 6:54 from my house... only I missed it. So I had to leap in my car to drive frantically to the transit station to catch the right bus. But I did end up catching it! So: not late for the last class before the midterm. Also, I didn't forget my lunch. Bonus?

Anyway, I then I had a three hour break. :/ I got some reading done, but never enough. A Temeraire/Harry Potter fanfic that I've been following was updated, so I got to read that on my little iPod, so it wasn't all boring. Also, lunch! And snacks! (Salted nuts, cheese slices, homemade yogurt parfait, etc.) So that was fine. I then had my class from 12:30 until 2:00, and the lecture was almost directly relevant to my thesis and thus topic of interest. Sounds fine, right? 

I was pretty tired, though, and I was debating if I wanted to stick around for the three extra hours I'd told myself I was going to so that I could attend a little talk at 5:00 on what one can do with a history degree. I hesitated, really, REALLY tempted to just get on the bus and head home, but I thought, "nah, this is my career! I'd better go". So I stuck around for three hours, getting some reading done, but nowhere near what I would have had I gone home and made some tea and worked on it in a comfy chair with lots of light. 

And then I went to the room, and it turned out that the meeting was cancelled. I didn't get the e-mail because I hadn't RSVPed. >_<; I felt like an idiot, and like I'd wasted my day. I was tired, had a headache, and wanted to go home. 

But I still had a meeting at Fort Edmonton - a dress rehearsal for Spooktacular (more on that in a week or two), and a friend of mine that I carpool with was going to pick me up at university at 6:30. There was no sense in me going home - during rush hour - only to turn around and drive back into Edmonton. 

SO I went to go swimming! (I'd brought exercise stuff just in case, as I had that six hour break.) It was the first time I'd actually used the fitness centre at the university - you know, the one I pay like $160/year to keep running? And I felt really refreshed and energized and healthy after swimming laps for half an hour. 

And then I went back to the Honour's room, where I'd dumped my stuff (my phone, my purse, my study notes)... and I couldn't find my key. Correction: keys. My housekey, my car keys, my two university keys (one of which I need to give back sometime next week). Also, I have several keychains from around the world, bought my myself and by friends, that I'm kind of emotionally attached to. I ran back to the gym (no-one answered my frantic knocks on the honour's room door - surprise surprise, it was past 6pm), and they weren't in the Lost & Found there. I ran back to the room, and this time someone was there to let me in... but no dice, my keys weren't there either. 

I still haven't found them. I'll ask again at the lost & found tomorrow, and I hope for the best. I really, really don't want to have to replace these... :( 

On the plus side, I still have my bus pass and I had a ride home? And I got to pretend to be a zombie (and got to "devour" someone) at the rehearsal?

Verdict? Good day or bad day?
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(quote in subject line is something that's been floating around in my head for a while; I think that I learned it like five or six years ago, and I've long forgotten who said it, other than the fact that it wasn't me.)

Today, I worked for nearly five hours on my new costume for Animethon. It's... coming along. Anybody who's ever sewn anything before will tell you that the first (huge) chunk of time that you spend on these things is mostly cutting out fabric. D:

I decided to be artistic this time and post in-progress shots taken at weird angles, because that's the way I roll.

Oh, and before I forget... I'm going as the titular character of the Chevalier D'Eon. I can put my French and history skillz to use with this character! :D For the curious, here is a shot of the outfit that I'm in the process of making (minus helmet, sword and horse):



P.S.: the historical figure he's based off of was pretty awesome. Read the wikipedia article here.

Anyway....

Pictures... let me show you them... )
Anyway... I hope that that was vaguely entertaining. I'm being productive and distracting myself from the fact that I'm all alone in this big empty house. D:
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Fallen Bloom by ~Beboots on deviantART
Depressing stuff first:

Also, notes on an upcoming family trip, minus Beboots. )
All right, that's enough of that. On to happy stuff!


Not A Tree by ~Beboots on deviantART

Happy Dominion Day! :D

Or to the rest of the world who doesn't live in 1926 any longer: Happy Canada Day! :D  )
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Reflection by ~Beboots on deviantART

Construction Woes )

Also, work is still awesome. :) Today at work I did an evening booking, for something called Murder Mysteries. I think that they do different verisons on each street (it would be so cool to see it at the actual Fort). It's essentially a group of actors in costume that host a party (the one that I worked was at the Johnny J. Jones Midway in 1926) and there's murder. They serve the guests (who've bought tickets to attend) food and drink (lots of drink, let me tell you) and they have to figure out who the murderer is by asking questions to people in costume.

Now, I was just running the carousel with Sasha for an hour, but since I was in costume, people asked me questions. I was in-character, but all I said was stuff to the effect of "Oh, I'm just green help" (i.e.: newly hired carnie), and sometimes I would add "And let me tell you, what with all of this drama, I'm not sure I'll hang about." It was fun. :)

Also, people who are tipsy enjoy the carousel even more. Seriously. Children of all ages.

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